Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bulgaria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing ABBA to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Althea and Donna,
Mission of Burma,
10cc,
Sarah Menescal,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sexual Harrassment,
Siglo XX,
The Barracudas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lightning Bolt,
Aaron Thompson,
D'Angelo,
The Cowsills,
Eli Mardock,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Los Fastidios,
The Raincoats,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Music Machine,
Alton Ellis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gong,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camberwell Now,
Oblivians,
Swans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Invisible,
Audionom,
Faust,
Livin' Joy,
Ituana,
The Gladiators,
Magazine,
The Knickerbockers,
Massinfluence,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Spandau Ballet,
Bad Manners,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dark Day,
Rod Modell,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Sonics,
Q65,
The Techniques,
OOIOO,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Underground Resistance,
Don Cherry,
Ice-T,
Leonard Cohen,
The Walker Brothers,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.